Our solids journey with Iggy has reached the four month mark, and it’s fair to say we’ve had highs and lows along the way. He loves anything sweet, but savory meals are a little challenging. Tonight I tried to feed Iggy hardboiled egg and was met with significant resistance:

Not impressed with the smell or texture

I was able to sneak a small fragment into his mouth:

Still a little weird.....

And now for a bigger chunk:

What is this thing?

OK, ok, this isn’t as bad as I thought:

Just swallow it down....

I mistook the reach as a sign that he wanted more:

Maybe I will have some more.

When he actually just wanted to smoosh it between his fingers:

Let me at it.

And this is how much we had left:

Just a fraction less than what we started with.

With the tray shouldering the rest of the load:

When he gave me this look, I knew it was time to move on from the hardboiled egg debacle.

Time for the cleanup crew:

They can sniff out anything.

Knowing that marmite on toast is a guaranteed favorite, I decided to switch directions: